That's it, this little anchor.

Make your sister like this?

Lin Wei looked at the immature boy who was obviously underage on the screen, his eyes were full of doubts, and he felt helpless in the face of his sister's hopeful gaze.

He nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, Xiaowei!" Lin Qiang immediately jumped up, "Listen slowly, I'll go back to the house first." ”

She hurried out as if she was being chased by something, and closed the bedroom door.

Slammed the door shut, Lin Wei's gaze fell back on his phone, this was the first time he had seriously watched his sister's favorite live broadcast.

The anchor who is reading is named Xiaobai, and the person is as old as his name says, and his skin is white. He has a gentle appearance and good manners, and he is dressed in a typical student style, exuding the cordial temperament of a good student from head to toe.

At this moment, the number of viewers in the channel is declining, but the popularity of 7000+ is far more than that of ordinary anchors, and there should be a few brushes.

But what about how many brushes you have?

What horror novel can an underage high school student write?

Even if it's scary enough, can it be so exciting that people can't listen to it, but still find ways to listen to it?

"It's just that the stupid sister will be fascinated by such a little anchor, it's really troublesome. ”

Lin Wei was very unimpressed, he lay on his back on the bed and turned up the volume, just when he heard the little white anchor arguing with the audience.

"I said don't go, everyone. The voice of the young anchor came.

"There are also many styles of suspense novels, I can tell a thoughtful and terrifying story, and naturally I can tell a warm and sweet story, which is all the same, for example, today's story is warm. ”

He folded his hands and said to the camera: "God and Buddha are proof, this is really a warm story." ”

They all assured the gods and Buddhas that this was still false.

My sister scared herself again, and the more she grew up, the more timid she became.

Thinking like this, Lin Wei couldn't help laughing, he clicked on the barrage button and wanted to complain about his sister.

Didi Radio's barrage acceptance and barrage sending switches are one, and when you click on the barrage bar, the barrage sent by other viewers is also presented in the field of vision, which is very different from him.

Ling Xiao Ge: Hehe, the pit anchor has taken action again

Sanya: As the saying goes, you can't change that, after listening to the suspense you talked about twice, I will never believe your urine anymore

Life is like a dream: All the new friends on the channel have listened well, don't believe the evil of the pit anchor to stay and listen to it, this pit goods mouth on every word of truth, the last suspense classification of the story of building a house with a corpse can be said by him as a fairy tale dream, the girl and the man who don't listen to horror novels still wash and sleep

The name of the comic comparison: Heartache, how can such a little anchor who seems to be honest and kind talk nonsense every day with his eyes open?

……

In the face of the audience's doubts and complaints, the young anchor was quite calm.

"Without an investigation, there is no right to speak, is it really good to draw conclusions so arbitrarily?"

He shook his head at the camera and said, "It's really sad that I don't believe it when I tell everyone once I am sincere." ”

The young man raised his hand to cover his forehead, and there was a realistic helpless look on his face, but from the corners of his hooked mouth, it could be seen that this emotion had a great joking meaning.

As for the reply, "Hehe", "Sad your sister", "It's a ghost if I can believe you", "I'll just look at the smile and don't speak"...... The audience didn't believe him at all.

was so frightened by the audience, the young anchor was not annoyed, he chatted with the audience and sighed, unhurriedly adjusted the background music to prepare for the start.

Lin Wei suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Nine out of nine percent of such a large area of negative barrage are maliciously smeared, and as an anchor, it is impossible not to be impatient and careless, let alone laugh and joke with trolls without a trace of resentment.

What is it?

This is not a troll at all, but a thief's heart is indefinible!

Then, the story in the mouth of this anchor is probably ......

"The audience has been waiting for a long time, and what we will immediately present to you is a short suspense novel, Poetry of the Sun. ”

The lights suddenly became less bright, and the young anchor's brisk voice sounded in the empty room again, with an inexplicable deep texture.

Lin Wei was a little nervous.

He is actually a relatively timid boy, and those bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods are just pure gentlemen who show their posture in front of people.

He did watch a lot of horror movies, but it was not the most terrifying kind to train his courage, and he wouldn't sleep well after watching it.

Compared with Lin Qiang, in addition to not often scaring himself for things that are not scary at all, his resistance to horror stories is not much better than that of his sister.

The ancients said that death is to save face and suffer sin.

Nothing more than that.

……

[When I open my eyes, I find that I am sleeping on an operating table.] Sitting up, I saw that it was a large room littered with things. There was a man sitting in a chair. He was thinking quietly not far from me. A smile appeared on my face when I woke up.

"Good morning......

He said as he sat in his chair. He wears a white doctor's coat.

"Who are you?"

I asked, and he stood up and took out his clothes and shoes from the cupboard by the wall.

"I am the one who made you. ”

As he spoke, he walked over. The white light from the ceiling shone on me and him. He had a bloodless face and black hair. He put the garment on my knee and asked me to put it on. It was a white dress of the same color as the one he was wearing. That's when I realized I wasn't wearing anything.

"Happy Birthday"

He said. Tools and materials were scattered on the floor of the room. At his feet was a thick book. I recognized that it was a blueprint.

……】

The story begins on a very light note.

She woke up from her bed, and not far away sat a doctor, dressed in white, and waiting quietly, he had prepared a dress for her, also snow-white.

The story that starts on the operating table, the scenes where everything from living creatures to still life is white, monotonous dialogue, everything is very much in line with the norms of horror novels.

But the question is, why is the heroine a robot?

Lin Wei has read a lot of horror novels, and this is the first time he has seen a situation where the protagonist is a robot.

"Novelty is novelty, but can robots really be the protagonists of a horror novel?"

From the beginning of the story, Lin Wei moved out of the experience of reading horror novels all year round and analyzed it.

"Horror novels generally fall into three categories, the first is supernatural ghosts, the second is bloody death, and the third is the distortion of human nature. ”

"As a robot, I naturally don't fear ghosts in the article, so only bloody deaths and human distortions remain. ”

"Of course, if you insist on talking about ghosts...... It's not impossible. ”

Under the mental tension, Lin Wei's brain hole is not small: "The one who is harassed by the ghost cannot be the heroine but his creator, and the heroine may be the master who was created to protect him, but she can't do it in a hurry, and in the end she can only watch the master die." ”

"It's really interesting to write like this, and if it's written, the fear and despair you feel from the perspective of a bystander may not be worse than subjectively, but it's also ghostly enough in such a technological age. ”

"Then it can only be in the direction of bloody death or distortion of human nature, maybe this is an anti-robot story, the robot went berserk and hacked the owner to death?"

The unknown is always the most frightening, and thinking about it is even more terrifying.

Analyzing it little by little, Lin Wei became more and more frightened.

ps: rng won again, called for the four kills of the dog god, and paid silently for the incense pot to call, so happy, I was really reluctant to break the change, so I got up and finished this paragraph.